Spiritual Journeys #2 |
a private you |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Long without encouragement from good people How I wish you put up the shutters Regularly processing, updating Nothing more to loose Whatever you want Oh juvenile of mind Oz is close by With voice of steel But you choose to be ashamed painting my face by numbers afraid to look back at gather rainbows we grew in the back yard depression, essays your face bleeding demons flowers of poison oil your soul like a casual affair cursing your inner world along with any perception of birth raindrops running like melted wax was your best theory hard times for a good dog... bewildered at the raging storms dynamic voices dance in your head with hope & healing sharing tears, in your safe place away from the rest of the world what is it that makes you feel so deserving of violent weather? support swings like a silent prayer which you hold onto forming an ocean of sorrow strange horizons give you the deserter that black tie at war with a physical world monochrome wild grasses provoke curiosity for a life without mourning mounting in pools around your soul you only remember the woman with a frown she to possessed freckles of her mother’s decorum who consumed your moon and everyone else’s not looking for smooth stones that you believe don’t exist you never observed them at close hand her greasy apron snapping at every crumb they tried to feed her don't you see her dimise won't you see his saddness his complete loss for life it is the effort of standing on your feet fear not, my bewilderment you are still the fledgling destined to take wing be that ocean again unpack you suitcase and im-merciful untruths it wasn’t about you it isn't you it isn’t now, the sobriety of the occasion befriends a flimsy tower standing where I can’t… but it is your choice one that I dare not make a person cannot give what they’ve never known don’t compromise your grip for a heart that can never love you, straight and true don’t forget the waves but be in the smoothness of dignity and grace of course your not perfect? sense nature’s arbitrary decree find the odd droplet forewarning of your father’s deluge which promenaded like a chilling breeze he wanted to be his own ceo forces cursed his wisdom security guards whooping victory drug him around the word of love narcissistic he simply crouched down and stared at the ocean don’t repeat history don’t loose your dreams something so unspoken passes between our hands drifting down your fingers to a child's eyes, open and well aware the oak branches of broken chains must remind…must remind a private you like words hidden away in spiritual journeys... will you see them someday will you know how much I loved you when I am gone and part of the earth will you know me, then? Will you believe it never was as she said? or do you already know? what is real and what isn't |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"what is it that makes you feel so deserving of violent weather?" oh my, Lee the whole write...this line grabs me in the solar plexus life's blood flows deeply in the veins of each line and I sit back quietly touching the screen whispering I know you to the soul of this write *came back to fix a small typo and to read this again [This message has been edited by Midnitesun (12-20-2005 12:19 AM).] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lee~ There is soooo much layering of emotion in this piece ... a purging of thoughts that could consume one if they weren't purged~ 'a person cannot give what they’ve never known' And the summation is ... yes, that is oh, too true~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*No matter what I search for ... |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
Wow! This blew me away! It's deep, sensitive, awakening, accusing, encompassing so many emotions and feelings. Thank you for sharing this beauty. Rae |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
LeeJ "don’t repeat history don’t loose your dreams something so unspoken passes between our hands drifting down your fingers to a child's eyes, open and well aware" |
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